Chapter 3.

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Zack's POV.

I still don't know why, I talk to Sherbrooke. She is so rude.

But a side from all the kicking, and name calling from her, she's okay.

I can't believe, we're going to meet Gigi. I've loved her for who knows how long, and meeting her, would be a dream.

The car ride, was quiet, due to, Sherbrooke driving. So that lead to me, staring outside the window.

I think I might've fallen asleep, because Sherbrooke smacked my arm and yelled "ZACK WE'RE HERE!!!"

Once I heard that, I spring up from my seat and jump out of the car.

I was physically, stressed.

"What was I going to say?"

"Would she like me?"

"Would she even like, an 18 year old?"

Ah fuck. I'm so confused.

But in the end of the day, I'll be able to say "Bitch, I met Gigi Hadid"

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